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Twisted Guardian Part 4 by Blushing slut
The next morning, we find ourselves looking down on a scene of peaceful domestic bliss. Although it be a somewhat twisted vision, it is a snapshot of a sublime moment between Mistress and slave. Where all is quiet. All the training, and humiliation and vicious disciplines from the night before, are just like mist in the air, now. They are the slow images that pass through our minds-eye when we first awake. The ones that make cocks stiffen, and pussies moisten.
Picture Nicole, stretched out across the sumptuous master bed, in the grande suite of the villa. Satin sheets cooling her skin from the heat of the early morning sun. It brews quickly in the summers, in the south of Spain. The sweet smell of fennel and rosemary drift in through the window, with the hot inland breeze.
She has just awoken from a deep slumber, drifting slowly through all the events of the previous evening. The ones she languishes on, are the moments when J was the most humiliated, by the forced fart consumption. Those times when he resisted the most, and had to be whipped and restrained and forced, as a consequence. When he coughed and choked and gagged, and begged for a pause to the training.
It was those moments that she had had screaming orgasms, and it is those moments that she lingers on now, in her awakening thoughts. Her fingers move to her pussy. It is already wet and slick from her day-dreaming.
Her fingers dance across her clitoris and in between her labia. She is thinking, with great excitement, about her plans for J today. Her plans to humiliate him in the most ultimate of ways. She can see him under her, with that begging submissive look in his eyes, and the little plaintive whimpers that he makes. And she can see the look of shock and horror when he realizes just how depraved she really is! How she loves to see him helpless and denigrated,begging sometimes, to be spared the pain and humiliations that she delivers.
Yes, today is the day that Nicole has been dreaming and planning for. The day that J will suffer the worst humiliation of his life!
Her fingers continue their dance over her swollen mound. Her lips curl into a wicked smile. She runs her tongue across the tip of her teeth. She can almost taste the ecstacy of this new experience, soon to reach completion in the hours ahead. It will be a first for her.
We see J, curled up on his small rug at the side of her bed. Still asleep. There is a thin chain lead, that is drooped over one of the posters on the bed. It is attached to a rather diabolical, stainless steel chastity device, that Nicole has fitted him with. There are fairly sharp, pointed steel studs, that can be screwed in our out to different depths within the cage. If the cock is stimulated in any way, the depth of the steel studs, determine the amount of pain delivered to the unruly erection.
Nicole was delighted when she had found the device, in one of her mail-order catalogues. She had convinced his parents to give consent, to introducing a chastity belt into his daily regimen, citing uncontrolled masturbations in the middle of the night. She had spent a long time looking at the cold steel cage, almost drooling over the possibilities. There were long screws on each stud, so that they could be turned in quite far. The pain could be excrutiating, if desired. And she was fully prepared to take it to the limits of what J could endure. And beyond.
She rolls over to the side of the bed and looks down at J. He is still dressed in his attire from the night before. All black. Stockings,panties,chemise. So demure and submissive he looks, curled up on his little rug, with just a glint of the stainless steel cage between his legs.
Nicole reaches up for the thin chain looped around the poster. She wraps it around her palm a few times, and relishes the feeling of absolute control she has over the creature at her feet. We see a glint in her eye, as she prepares to awaken her little servant.
She yanks the chain hard. "Wake up, fart sucker!!!" she yells, at the top of her voice.
She keeps the tension on the chain as J awakens with a jolt! He is completely confused at first, but with one look at his attire, and the chain lead attached to his chastity device, he is instantly reminded of his situation. He quickly rises to his knees. The chastity cage digging into the base of his scrotum.
"Get your face to my ass and tend to my farts!" She shifts and hangs her ass over the side of the bed, pulling him over to her with the chain lead. J painfully kneels under her ass, and wraps his lips tightly around her sphincter. He prepares for the first blast. There are several short ones that he successfully disposes of, but the last fart is a very long one, much more than he can handle. He can feel her gas escaping around his lips and he tries desperately to sniff it in with his nose. He's not quick enough, unfortunately. The smell is terrible. He cringes at what is about to come. Nicole has heard the fart escaping, and knows he has failed.
She turns around and sniffs the air "You useless slave, how dare you make me smell that gas! You're supposed to eat it all! You know the rules!" she yells, trying not to show the little smirk on her lips, as she reaches over to the night-side table for her martinet.
"Turn around" she orders, "Ass in the air!" She kneels up on the bed, looking forward to the morning workout of punishing lashes. J hurriedly assumes the position. "Now beg me for these lashes! Beg me for the whip that will make you better!"
This is new for him. He has never had to beg for his punishment before. But he knows he must, or the punishment will be doubly severe. "Yes Miss, please, please discipline me! Make me better for you! Please Mistress, i beg you, whip me very, very hard, so i will remember the consequences when i dont please you!" It feels strange for him to be begging for something he hates so much. He still has open welts from last night's countless lashes from her cane.
He holds his ass as high up as he can, legs spread wide, head on the floor, with his face turned towards her, as she likes. Their eyes meet. She raises the martinet high in the air and brings it down with full force, the strands of the short whip lashing him in several sensitive areas at once. She starts into a rythmic lashing. Over and over until J can barely kneel. On and on until he is screaming and pleading for her to stop! Finally his hips buckle, and he collapses to the floor.
"Get up slut! We're far from finished here! Lean back against the bed. Get your face up on the mattress." He raises himself painfully, and assumes the new position. She lays into him with more painful strokes to his nipples, caged cock and thighs. J is squirming and pleading for her to stop. But to no avail. Lash after lash, she continues the whipping until she reaches the end of her strength. J is shaking from the vicious onslaught!
She throws the whip to the floor, and collapses back onto the bed, her face flushed with pleasure, and her breathing short and ragged. She takes a few moments to collect herself. Her pussy is dripping and throbbing.
She rises up again and kneels over J's face. "You're going to freshen up my cunt now slave. Lick off all the nights residue from between my lips. Tongue out!" She begins to slide her pussy lips back and forth over J's tongue. "Clean it! Stick your tongue out further. Get deep in there, slut. Lick it all out!" She moves herself up and down on his outstretched tongue.
J does his best to lick and suck her cunt lips clean. Her scent is very strong and she also has her asshole pressed up against his nose, so he is engulfed in her aromas. His cock begins to stiffen inside the chastity cage. As it swells and fills the cage, he begins to feel the metal studs digging in. The pain is excrutiating, but his cries are muffled as Nicole forces herself down onto his face, covering his nose and mouth so he cant breath. She reaches back and digs her nails into his nipples. More agony!
He begins flailing helplessly as he runs out of air. She rises up slightly and farts again in his face, just as he's gasping in his first breath. She laughs wickedly at this, and then plunges down on him again. This time she places her asshole right on his mouth.
"Get your tongue deep in there, slave" she says, as she wiggles her ass deeper onto his outstretched tongue. " Loosen me up for my morning movement. Thats right, massage my passage with your nasty little tongue stick! Mmm, i like it. Keep probing!" She moves up and down on his tongue, delighting in the sensation of his little snake-like probiscus, penetrating and licking her anus. The feeling of his little flesh stick eagerly probing and stimulating her anal ring, is beginning to stimulate her and relax her.
She could subject him right now to the vile act, if she wished. But decides to stick with her plan, of making his first introduction to toilet slavery, a very long and drawn out one.
"This shall become a morning ritual from now on, J. Every day you will loosen and relax my shithole with your tongue! Getting me ready for my morning dump. And you'll be there at the end, too, ready to lick me spotlessly clean!" She laughs as she sees him grimace in disgust! Little does he know just how much worse things are going to get for him, in between the loosening of her sphincter and the cleanup at the end. "You are going to be maintaining my ass and cunt to a very _high_standard! Do you understand!? You will see that there is still much for you to learn, in that regard. Very much." she laughs wickedly.
As she forces herself down onto his tongue, she pushes hard to make sure that he gets his first taste of her crowning log. "Keep your tongue in position, slut!" He tries to turn his head away, but she digs her heels into each side of his head to pin him there. "Taste me J! Taste all of me! Your going to get used to all my flavours, including my shit!"
She lifts off suddenly. Taking the prize of her taste and scent away from him. Leaving him wanting. Leaving him panting and desiring her taste even more.
His cock is bulging painfully inside the steel chastity cage. He may be enjoying it so far, she muses, but doubts that he will be enjoying the next phase in store for him. As a matter of fact, she is determined to make it as unenjoyable as possible!
"All right my little whore. Go change into all white lingerie. And then meet me in the basement toilet room. I have a few surprises waiting for you!"
She almost had a look of pity in her eyes, but the little smirk on her lips belied her true feelings. And it made J quite fearful of what was to come next.
to be continued...
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